When Mr. Yichuan saw Fan Li clearly, his face suddenly turned red.
"Ahem... my master Gui Guzi already knows your purpose of coming."
"The rules of Yunmeng Mountain are that non-Confucian cultivators are not allowed to enter."
"If you are qualified, please come with me. The rest of my entourage, please wait outside the mountain."
After saying that, Yichuan turned around and entered the mountain.
Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu, and Guo Jia were about to follow when they saw a slim woman with a white gauze mask stepping out of the chariot behind Fan Li.
"What a big event today is? You actually brought your female relatives with you. Are you trying to drag us down?"
Holy Lord Jin De was angry, but met Fan Li's scrutinizing eyes.
"What? What I said is wrong?!"
"The Holy Lord is also a woman, right?" Fan Li said in a strange tone: "Listening to the Holy Lord's words, could it be that you look down on yourself?"
"you!?"
Jin De was furious and wanted to explode, but saw Yan Yuan standing in front of Fan Li with a wary look on his face.
Immediately afterwards, Zhuge Liang, Zhou Yu and Guo Jia also stood up and formed a human wall.
The meaning is so obvious!
The relationship between the Four Kingdoms is closer than that of the Pure Land.
Holy Lord Jinde was so angry that his teeth itched, but he had no choice but to do so.
She glared at Fan Li fiercely, frowned at the woman, turned around and climbed the mountain.
"She is Holy Lord Jinde? The rumored number one Confucian female cultivator in the world?" Lu Fubao, who was veiled, asked Fan Li in a low voice.
"Well, your concubine should be careful," Fan Li responded softly.
But Lu Fubao smiled and said: "Now that I'm not in the palace, you can call me Miss Lu so as not to reveal your identity."
Fan Li nodded: "Very good."
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Everyone went into the mountain, and Yichuan explained all the way.
"Yunmeng Mountain is divided into three sections."
"The section at the foot of the mountain is just an ordinary mountain road. There are no formation restrictions. It is absolutely safe."
"When we reach the mountainside, there will be a special formation of Yunmeng Mountain, which is divided into the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. You all need to rely on your own abilities. Only by successfully passing through the five elements formation can you continue to go up."
"The top of Yunmeng Mountain is where my master Gui Guzi retreats and practices."
"But before reaching the top of the mountain, there is still a secret formation. Legend has it that it was set up by the first generation Gui Guzi and it has existed for thousands of years."
"If you don't break the formation, you won't be able to reach the top of the mountain, let alone see the teacher's true face."
Hearing what Yichuan said, Holy Lord Jin De was unhappy.
How strong can this generation of Guiguzi be?
It's amazing that he is a Confucian cultivator in the Mahayana realm, similar to himself, right?
It's really irritating that the shelf is so big!
"You are a disciple of Guigu. Do you know how to break the formation?" Jin De asked Zhuge Liang.
Zhuge Liang shook his head: "When I started to practice, the teacher always stopped the Five Elements Formation and asked me to wait until I climbed halfway up the mountain before I could listen to the teacher at the top of the mountain to teach. As for the top of Yunmeng Mountain, I have never climbed it."
Kinder frowned.
She asked Zhou Yu and Guo Jia again, and they both gave the same answer.
"This group of men is really useless! I really can only rely on myself to recruit Guiguzi." Holy Lord Jin De muttered in his heart.
She did not ask Fan Li, but regarded him as nothing.
Who makes Fan Li only have foundation building cultivation level? Holy Lord Jinde really can't stand it.
Yichuan, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.
"Everyone, the first formation has arrived."
The mountain road ten feet ahead, and even the entire Yunmeng Mountain, were shrouded in huge fog.
Everything as far as the eye could see was covered with white mist, and not even a single leaf could be seen clearly.
"This is the [Water Mist Formation]."
"After entering the formation, you will lose your way and cannot tell the difference between east, west and north."
"Please use your ability to find the way to climb the mountain."
"If you can't, you will be trapped in the fog formation forever until you die."
After listening to what Mr. Yichuan said, Holy Lord Jinde sneered.
"Is this all Guiguzi's method?"
"If vision is blocked, ordinary people will inevitably be greatly affected, but how can it hinder practitioners?"
Prince Wanli also sneered.
The water mist formation is just an ordinary small formation.
Even if it covers the entire Yunmeng Mountain, it will cover a large area at most, which proves that Guiguzi's cultivation level is indeed good, but it does not show how brilliant it is.
"You don't know something."
"As long as you enter the [Water Mist Formation], every ten feet forward, the world will spin and you will feel chaos. Even practitioners will completely lose their bearings after experiencing it a few times."
After listening to Yichuan's explanation, Holy Master Jinde finally frowned.
It is really troublesome to have to re-determine the position every ten feet.
With her cultivation, she can completely destroy the formation by force.
But Pure Land sincerely invites Guiguzi to come out of the mountain. If he doesn't follow the rules and breaks the formation, how can he get the other party's approval?
Yichuan also took a peek at Fan Li and took pleasure in his misfortune.
Among this group of people, he is the weakest in cultivation and will definitely lose his bearings first.
What about Duke Jin of Chu?
Isn't it a big joke to get lost in Yunmeng Mountain and even starve to death in the end?
Thinking of his failure in the academy, Yichuan finally felt the pleasure of getting revenge!
"Everyone, please join the battle?"
He urged, fearing that Fan Li would back down.
"Jin Gong, we are traveling together and must not be separated." Zhuge Liang suddenly said.
"Thank you." Fan Li nodded, knowing that Zhuge Liang wanted to protect himself.
Everyone entered the [Water Mist Formation] and seemed to fall into a sea of white air.
His eyesight was greatly affected, and he could only see clearly one foot in front of him.
"Please stop."
Zhuge Liang said, taking something out of his sleeve.
He threw it casually, and when it landed, it transformed into a machine, the size of a millstone.
"This is a compass that can identify directions."
Zhou Yu praised: "I've heard that you are proficient in mechanism skills, and your self-made wooden ox and flowing horse are very powerful. I didn't expect you to have this compass?"
"Gong Jin knows me." Zhuge Liang smiled modestly. "The secret path is not worth mentioning."
Guo Jia said: "Kong Ming, excessive modesty is hypocrisy. I heard that you have a machine army under your command, and the combat power of each machine beast is in the Nascent Soul realm?"
Zhuge Liang smiled but didn't answer.
He waved his feather fan lightly, and the compass moved forward on its own.
"You don't need to pull or pull?" Fan Li was secretly surprised.
Mechanism?
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang was actually a master of traps.
"Mechanism technique is a way to adapt the formation. You only need to carve various formations into the mechanism to produce wonderful effects." Lu Fubao suddenly explained softly in Fan Li's ear.
"Can you do it too?!" Fan Li was moved.
He almost forgot that Lu Fubao was a master of formations.
So, she is also proficient in mechanism skills?
"Humph." Lu Fubao raised his chin. Although his face was covered by a white gauze, he must have a proud expression.
The group of people walked forward steadily.
Sure enough, as Yichuan said, every time he walked ten feet, the sky and the earth would spin for a while, making people dizzy.
However, the compass was not affected at all, and the needle pointed firmly in a certain direction.
"Prince, I'm ready."
On the other side, Prince Wanli and Zhang Juzheng have also joined the battle.
Zhang Juzheng holds a paper figure in the palm of one hand, only the size of a palm.
The paper man was holding a paper sword, which was pointing somewhere, in the same direction as Fan Li and the others.
"Let's go?" Zhang Juzheng asked.
"Not urgent."
Prince Wanli sneered and shook his head. He was holding a few butterflies in his hands, which were also made of paper.
Throw the paper butterfly in the air!
The paper butterfly is alive!
They flapped their wings and flew quickly in the direction of Fan Li and his party...
(End of chapter)
